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[Otacon did frequent the bars of the Nexus just to drink casually. He had taken a liking to some of the odd beers the Nexus was supplied with. This particular bar, however, wanted its visitors to drink a little more heavy. Emmerich looked up and noticed - ]
Shots Drank : 0/3
[ - above his head. The doctor looked at all the gin, vodka, rum, sake, and all other types of hard liquers that were available. He figured this effect room was the same as the other ones he had been in. He had to fill his counter to leave because the room would be inescapable otherwise. The man grabbed a spiced rum bottle and began to pour himself his first shot in a glass.]
Here goes nothing.
((OOC: There's only one little twist - People with nanomachines, cyborgs, machines, and others can get drunk in this room even if normally they couldn't. Drink 3 or more to leave.))
3/3
[He laughed lightly while stumbling his fingers across the counter to find a shot glass. Emmerich found one then poured himself.... something. He drank it down then let out a hard sigh, slamming the glass down on the table. Luckily, it didn't break.]
Re: 3/3
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Um. Um.
[The doctor stands up and looks around frantically. He spots the trash can and grabs it, placing it beside the young Big Boss.]
Here!
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Its going to be okay, John. You're a great guy.
[Those lines may or may not be relevant to their line of conversation. Arthur was noticing how sleepy he was getting though.]
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[He lightly squeezes the man's shoulder.]
You don't drink often, do you?
[Emmerich took off his glasses to rub one of his tired blue eyes.]
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[He continued to rub one of his closed blue eyes.]
Your clones, uh, sons don't hate you, BB.
[It was a nickname he had called the Big Boss he knew back home.]
Maybe you should drink some water.
[Emmerich poured the man some and placed the water in front of him; he yawned.]
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fail
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Huh? Yeah. I've heard that Hal and I really do look alike. That makes sense with genetics and stuff though, right?
[He rubbed his eye again.]
Yeah. I really should go find him. I heard there's like a million of him here. Or like 6 of him here.
.... This counter is comfy.
[Art smeared his cheek on it.]
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Snake dying? Oh my... [He lifts his head off the counter.] Yeah. I know. It would probably just leave me like my wife did. [Emmerich let out a sigh then poured himself some water. He drank heavily from his glass.]
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Huh? Oh... I... I'd rather not talk about it. [Art poked the glass.]
Really now? You would really stay with her forever? That's.... great.
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Don't worry about it. [He yawned again.]
[Emmerich smiled.] I'm glad you have someone like that.
[The man slipped his glasses back on.]
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Yeah. Maybe. Love... isn't everything though.
[He gets off his bar stool and uses his hand on the counter to stabilize himself. Arthur holds his head with his other hand, waiting for the room to stop spinning so much.]
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[He takes his hand off his head once the room stabilizes itself.]
I need a smoke. I'll see ya later then, right, BB?
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